Thursday, June 12, 2008
Prose by Don Cole.
Loopy with a taxi
They reeled with puke jumping at their throats. They chased dope. Hot after vaginas and penis they flocked in a storm. I drove them to jumping off points for ever more worthless paper. They came back to me soiled and I returned them to their crumbling nests.
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Crackie Jackie?
The one and only.
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